I don't understand.

Chaper 2.

This morning I got up at 6am got changed, did my hair and makeup and woke up my younger sister Courtney, 12 so she could get ready for school. At exactly 6:30 my best friend Bree picked me up and we went straight to the cafè for breakfast. I had some French toast for a change and she had the same. After breakfast we went bac to her house and got ready for school. We left for school at 8am so we wouldn't be late.

When we finally got to school it was 8:25am so we had 5 mins. I walked in to the corridor and put my stuff in my locker. Everyone at our school was so nice! They'd always smile or say hello when you walked past. When I got to homegroup my teacher politely said hello and asked how I was. After homegroup we had double home ec straight up.

*after school*
Bree picked me up at the gate in her car and dropped me off at my house then left.
When I walked in the door my mum was sitting in the middle of the sitting room floor crying. She looked up at me and had a cut on her forehead. "Mum! What happend?!" I yelled running over to her. "We have to leave. I'm not putting up with this anymore Sophie. You, Courtney and I are moving to Australia to start a new life. No more dad." "WHAT?!" I screamed. We can't leave no no no my life is perfect here! I cannot leave Bree no no I can't she has no one else ugh!! "Can Bree come with us?" I asked mum. She shook her head. "I hate you." I whispered and ran upstairs to my bedroom and quickly dialled Brees number.

She picked up "hello?" She said cheerfully. "Bree? Bree I'm so so sorry" I said bawling my eyes out. "What are you sorry for silly? Stop crying and tell me what is going on." I took a deep breath. Oh god this will be hard. "Bree I don't know exactly what happend but my m-m-mum said that her Courtney and myself have to move back to Australia to start a new life without dad. I asked if you could come but she said no." After about 5 seconds she stayed completely silent. "Bree?" I whispered. No reply. Then I realised she had already ended the call. Now I'm really worried what the hell. I ran down the stairs and told mum about the whole conversation. She was packing up the photos off of the walls. She didn't reply. I guess she isn't in the mood to talk about it. "When are we leaving mum?" She replied with "tomorrow. 11:am. Pack your shit we need to get out of here as soon as possible." I bolted up stairs and grabbed my suitcase out of the storage cupboard in the hallway. I walked towards my sisters room to see her smiling and packing her stuff into suitcases and bags. "What are you smiling about?" I asked her. "We're leaving dad!" She said with a super happy face. I gave her a death glare and walked to my bedroom. How could she be happy we're moving though?